A torrent of molten flame that swept across the entire demiplane sky suddenly poured out from the Space Gate.
Along with it came Knight Muge, who had already had half his body inside.
Knight Muge was a crafty one as well. Faced with the Level-5 Void Devouring Flame Emperor, whose strength far surpassed his own, he did not choose to withstand the attack head-on, but instead withdrew with the momentum.
There was no helping it. The plane strength of the Flame Worm World was too high, and its overall planar foundation was exceptionally solid.
If Knight Muge forced his way inside, he would not only have to endure the plane's repulsive force, but his condition would also be weakened by an environment incompatible with himself. On top of that, he would have to face a Level-5 creature fighting on its home ground...
Faced with such circumstances, withdrawing was the wisest course of action.
Now, it depended on whether the other side would take the initiative to pursue them. If they dared to chase after them...
Knight Muge returned to the demiplane covered in injuries. Seeing how bedraggled he looked, the other Wizard World powerhouses present could hardly blame him for anything.
Saine had withdrawn quickly enough just now. Having discovered the incoming danger in advance, he had only been lightly struck by the flame tide bursting from the Space Gate. His main body was unharmed.
It was just that the environment of this blank demiplane had been damaged once again.
Dust and Flame Power filled the sky, intertwining overhead, while waves of air swept toward every corner of the demiplane.
Angle's "second-hand Space Fortress" let out sharp metallic screeches of "Creak! Creak!" under the impact of such force. Yet it somehow held together without falling apart.
The state of this